Artist and Monster - III

When Hydral resolved to kill the Duke of Reverie, a cataclysmic war that could alter everything might erupt.

After a prolonged silence, the vast hall echoed with the sound of a scepter gently tapping the ground.

"That's better, much better, dear Duke of Reverie."

The steel colossus, the fearsome hand cannon, the abyssal shadows—all the terrifying manifestations from the young Hydral vanished in an instant, as if they had never existed.

He still stood there with his scepter, speaking in an exceedingly gentle tone: "As long as you acknowledge the truth, as long as you cease these absurd actions... how could I possibly harbor enmity towards the pillars of the empire?"

"I was merely enraged by your presumptuous belief that you could easily quell my fury. Since the esteemed three dukes of Eastport have recognized this... though the necessary price must still be paid, let this matter end here."